contorting

@CoaastGxd and @Grim_Salvo - Floccinaucinihilipilification
Produced by Vermin 666
Mixed and Mastered by @33marrow
Art by Halo Blaack

LYRICS
I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Hibernation in my comfort
Little brittle coves bring clots like mustard
Fell off a boat like just last summer
But when I came up to the surface I couldn’t see colors
Now I’m a ghoul
Always a fool
Got what it takes? 
Yes I’m thinkin I do
It still hurts and I never get hungry
I don’t even think I’m from this planet I’m a bug beast
I don’t wanna live without my rhythm
Didn’t even seem to say anything before he did em
Just one big scrimmage for some pitiful gimmicks
Universe looking thicc
Imma bust up in it

I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Burning fuckin' bibles
This a stick up
Sick like when I switch up
Bitches suck my dick up 
Think I think I heard a hiccup
My arrival was prophetic
All your shit is anesthetic
We be coming for your head and no it won't be copacetic

Light the dynamite, ya
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
yuh, ay

Somebody bout to get dropped
Aim a grenade at a cop
Up with the blade and the chop
All while your bitch givin top

Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY

BLEGHH

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Floccinaucinihilipilification w/ Grim Salvo [Prod. Vermin]

prod @gullyspit
mix/master Lord Gasp

___________
would you love me still
if i told u i ain’t special just mentally ill
I got issues , call me narcissus like daffodils
I see ghosts and I need bags im tryna see those bills
Mama should have popped the pill

Would you love me still
If I told you I hear voices ain’t it kinda creep
They be ghostwriting my songs as I walk in the streets
All these citizens, NPCs stare at me 
And god I feel like breaking knees

I might comatose
Comatose
Comatose

Ima need my dose
Need my dose
Need my dose

I might comatose
Comatose
Comatose

Ima need my dose
Need my dose
Need my dose

Would you love me still
If I told you I can’t chill
I can’t stay still for a second unless I gobble pills
*you gotta chill*
That dude so nervous he be shaking Like a drill
*pneumatic drill*
 And when I die pickle my brain with some dill..
*What?*

What’s the deal with me
Kill my dreams, down the sink
Bitch I always drink, always drink
My grey matter shrinks!

What’s the deal with me
Dreams down the sink
Bitch I always drink, drink
Matter shrinks!

Come on spill the tea for me 
Tell me how you so retarded
Fragility taught me don’t be what They think you are 
And that minimum wage ain’t for Me, 9-5 makes me vomit
Y’all stuck in like 1840 , boy yo shit Is garbage

come on spill the tea for me 
tell me how you so retarded
fragility taught me dont be what they think you are 
and that minimum wage aint for me, 9-5 makes me vomit
yall stuck in like 1840 , boy yo shit is garbage

Comatose

written / performed by @blckbrds, @salivagrey
produced by @gullyspit
engineered by @tumaggz, Saliva Grey
cover by Blckbrd

BULLETHELL (w/ Saliva Grey)

lyrics:

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Kick the bucket
Its always something
I tried dying chugging bleach but it did fucking nothing
Think i needa get a nut in
My anger bussing
Take her down into my dungeon
And do the the fucking

He was messing with my capital we put him in a casserole
Big rocks load the catapult we knocking down your castle hoe
Do not call my telephone no service in the CATACOMBS
I cant stand that bitch i fucked her once and then i had to go

Labels schedule meetings i don't ever show my face
I'm too busy over seas she want the dick like s'il te plaît
Stupid fucks just want a buck that i wont ever give away
A&Rs are served for dinner salty contracts add to taste

Talking all that shit now that's some shit i'm sick of
I been gone over a year and my ass still the shit bruh
Sneaky in my silence got some flesh to rip up
Draco drank too much blood now it got the hiccups

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Spotify

CATACOMBS! (prod. Deademane x ³³marrow)

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

I dont think you understand the trouble you in
33 been dragging bodies out the cellar again
And really lately my mental state hasnt been on its bestest
Pulled the chain a little too hard now her body is headless
Oh dear what a shame
But who really needs a brain?
Walk around like you aint got one everyone is here to blame
Cant escape me bitch no matter how far you go
I can track your scent like im a dog in a grove

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

Lost inside yourself its like you fucks never listened
Told your ass to watch your back or you might end up missing
Tell me how it feels
Living nightmare shit is real
You cant run from me forever bitch im nipping at your heals
Look bitch! save yourself the exhaustion
Let me drag you cross the forest to my cellar and lock it
You like that! lets make you feel how i felt
Buried underneath the surface still alive with no bell

Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion
Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

spotify

GauzeValley (prod. ³³marrow)

w the homie https://soundcloud.com/sinizterofficial

REAPER W/ SINIZTER (PROD. MODEST0 X LUNA)

lyrics:

I'm walking Dobermans
We barking harsh and marching down the street
And I got codes for them
They know what time to stop and start a feast
And I got hope for them
My doggy boys they barking to the beat
I end the scene then start a horror show I toss you to the beast
And I go feast
ARF! ARF! ARF!
And I go eat
ARF! ARF! ARF!
I feel unleashed
ARF! ARF! ARF!
You seem deceased
I'ma cut and stuff the meat
It's time to dump it in the grease

So why they looking at me stupid?
Pocket watching, looking clueless
I'ma drop em in the pot
My pocket watch, it look elusive
Probably rocking with the losers
Drop his body then it's deuces
I don't care about your feelings
Motherfucker let me loose and I'ma
BANG! BANG! BANG!
And I'ma BANG! BANG! BANG!
I'll watch your brains HANG! HANG!
I'm not a saint
I ain't worried about a thang
I'm just trying to bring the pain

I'm walking Dobermans
We barking harsh and marching down the street
And I got codes for them
They know what time to stop and start a feast
And I got hope for them
My doggy boys they barking to the beat
I end the scene then start a horror show I toss you to the beast
And I go feast
ARF! ARF! ARF!
And I go eat
ARF! ARF! ARF!
I feel unleashed
ARF! ARF! ARF!
You seem deceased
I'm a cut and stuff the meat
It's time to dump it in the grease

out on all platforms

mutt-17 (prod. mercykill)

GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

w/ @istasha & @witchouse40k

mixed/mastered by @33marrow

produced by @istasha

TWENTYTHREE x ISTASHA x WITCHOUSE 40K - GRAVEWORLD.TV/LIVE

amv: [https://youtu.be/MQvFsf_nj2Y]

lyrics:
Bitch, I'm getting jiggy with the clip
It got a lean on it
Helicopter chopping with the choppa
Got a beam on it
Why you causing problems with the god?
I'm bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda pouring on the rocks
It got me bopping, bout to speed over
Rolling down your block
Ain't bout to talk, I got the heat poking
BOW! BOW!
Hit his top and now I'm reloading
Chopping up the body
Hit the party cuz I'm preforming
Wait, I meant I'll perform, I got the bomb with it
Bitch him now he out of his form, I got his heart skipping
I got addiction to harm and I'm a dog nigga
Pistol stick him right in his jaw, I let him spar with it
Big dog barking off rip, keep the shells hot
Sinning like a winner
Master Splinter leave ya shell shocked
Hot piss on your coffin, drag the mailbox
Thinking bout dissing?
Imma stop him in his trail
Hot damn

Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Pistol in the club
I'm walking out, I got the Nina tucked
You got a problem come and solve it or don't bring it up
Lil shawty saw me at the mall, she trying to eat it up
Hopping out and popping at your squad because they weak as fuck

Bitch, I'm getting jiggy with the clip
It got a lean on it
Helicopter chopping with the choppa
Got a beam on it
Why you causing problems with the god?
I'm bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda pouring on the rocks
It got me bopping, bout to speed over
Rollin down your block
Ain't bout to talk, I got the heat poking
BOW! BOW!
Hit his top and now I'm reloading
Chopping up the body
Hit the party cuz I'm...

I'm bout that dough shit, I think he on that hoe shit (Oh no)
I lock and load, getting jiggy with that pole stick (Fo sho)
I'm bout to roll, shit get sticky, I'm corrosive (Low blow)
I caught a soul, stick extended, no emotion
Big extendo leave a stain
I crescendo with the blades
Hot as ever, see the devil when you step inside my gaze
Short temper, long shovel, come and dig your fucking grave
Come and find me in the bodies with some metal on my chain
All day...

Lean on it...
Choppa got a beam on it...
Bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda...

deadervant's haunt (prod. shneaky x trippleD)

kush got my eyes like hash slinging slashers
tweakin out my mind on my fuckin mad hatter
cant get my mind right i only get sadder
n uon love me uon love a sick bastard
ima buy a glock animorph right into casper
lil hoe im fuckin busy call me when ts matters
ima fuckin snake bitch i couldnt be no ladder
n idfw u bitch i wanna see u shatter

ion feel shit
fuck my heart i deadlocked it
spaced out cunt
feel like dead man walking
hoe gon eat my dick
like sum fuckin red robin
its yung wolf squad
suck my fuckin red rocket

syy goin up
all u cunts js keep watchin
my pockets stay fat
yeah my pockets rick ross
nd my heart stay cold
like i got it out the walk in
nd ion do shit
so my body stay rottin

im tired
im throwed
i been up all night
tryna find the cheat codes
bitch ik im fuckin better
than all u emos
nd I js need hoe
who wanna die like zero

Sycko ~ Cheat Codes (Prod. Syy) #cc

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

savage ga$p x kamaara x grim salvo - in your darkest nightmares, you'll see me (￣。￣)～ｚｚｚ

Contorting

track 6 prod. by wbe9i
ft. @prodluke110
lyrics -
(me)
следыыы
ты оставишь следы
у меня дома на спальне
я сейчас растворяюсь, моё тело ща в ванной
оставь следы красоты
ведь я знаю где ты

тело к телу
нам не нужны запреты
ты выглядишь так мило
а я визуальный гений
тело к телу
на сайтах много делать
ты выглядишь так мило
а я убийца своих творений

(@prodluke110)
dont tell me how im feelin
dont know how im feeling
weed the only thing im feelin
all these percys that im feelin
swear 2 god i got a demon
my life got a whole new meaning
how should i see it?
fuck it all up for no- (reason)

but wait i got a reason
i was tryna be a diff person
but yet it wasnt workin
thats why noones ever worth it
(2x)

dont tell me how im feelin
dont know how im feeling
weed the only thing im feelin
all these percys that im feelin

5body0body0 ft luke110

official visualizer: https://youtu.be/-0hYi4bzsYM
prod: @adjacen7
mixed and mastered: @necrocorpse

lyrics: 
open season on you peons
load in three you know the reason
known to leave em leakin bleeding
you might think he lost a liter 
ima genius with the speech 
i make her leak like aquafina 
i might be in italy the way i make em lean like pisa 
she a diva

rich dicktip kid 
ladies love it when i hip fire
spit sick shit
she gon buss it til that bitch tired 
run around the block 
i bring it back just like an oldie
got my gun i tote them glocks 
i brought that mac ain’t no "aroni" 
hoe you phony with the love so bitch quit liking my pictures 
boy you 40 with no job 
you can’t even talk without snitching 
ima god amongst you men so when you beg for forgiveness 
just know these hollows heavensent 
thy will be done with no witness 
i’ll give em stitches

THE CLASH AT DEMONHEAD

quiet as a dead friend [prod. adjacen7]

Music Video: https://vimeo.com/484678615

Imma shoot up this mother fuckin' warehouse
Then imma kill myself with a bullet to the mouth
And my death won't be forgotten, I have planned this out
Already sent a hit man to Jeff Bezos' house

Verse1:
Helping NPC's to consoomy soom soom
Time to blow this forest down with a huffy puffy poof
My soul has been sucked dry
From the industrial vampire
(My soul is plenty drained so there's nothing else to lose)
Do not give a fuck now I have failed at life so I'm 2 steps over the edge
"AND IMMA BOUTA BREAK"

I'm so sick and tired of it
I get depressed from pushing fucking boxes
I feel trapped in a box bitch
My only option to be used up then thrown in the garbage
Disposable, like my income
While Mr. Bezos getting richer
Warehouse workers die from covid
And now from me

Hook:
Imma shoot up this mother fuckin' warehouse
Then imma kill myself with a bullet to the mouth
Imma shoot up this mother fuckin' warehouse
Then imma kill myself with a bullet to the mouth

Verse3:
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Even if you escape
You'll be scarred for life
I wanna see your blood on that smiling symbol
Carve your face with the shards of an Amazon kindle
Throw your head in a box then ship it to your kinfolk

I want you dead
I said I just want you dead
Mr. Bezos off with your head
Motherfucker I said off with your head

Breakdown:
Feel like the rust in the machine
0I've got the whole system failing

Kill
All my co-workers
They're NPC's
They're death is null

SHOOT UP THE AMAZON WAREHOUSE [untitled_0026]]

⌖ corpsecartel ⌖

aka slade kovacs

contact -> [donotresurrectMGMT@gmail.com]

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

do not resurrect ⌖

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